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Photos: South Texas is actually pretty great

I grew up in South Texas, and couldn’t wait to leave. And so I did–but a piece of my heart remains. And on my trip home this past week, I’m seeing it all again through my daughter’s eyes–so many things she has never seen or experienced in New York–like the scurrying whispers of lizards, the ultrasonic crackles of the boat tailed grackles, the sprawling Live Oak trees, the fat grey and white pelicans, the abundance of live music *everywhere,* the Milky Way visible from Padre Island night skies, the kid friendly restaurants with on-site playgrounds, the chatty people, the relaxed vibes….a few moments, below: